Salute To The General

If Nathan was not seriously injured, they wouldn't stand a chance against him.

The two exchanged glances.

Otto lowered his voice and said, "The information was incorrect. Elder Mongo said that Nathan was seriously injured and on the brink of death, but clearly, that's not the case now. Should we leave first?" Lukas was also considering retreating first, to gather more help, and then deal with Nathan.

However, he suddenly noticed that Nathan had been sitting on the ground the whole time, never once standing up.

He had a deep love for Eurasian culture and had read Eurasia's Four Great Classical Novels as well as The Art of War. An idea popped into his head.

He narrowed his eyes, a cold laugh escaping his lips. "Heh, we almost fell for his trick."

Nathan looked toward Lukas.

Otto, equally perplexed, asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Lukas crossed his arms and looked at Nathan with a cold, mocking smile. He confidently voiced his deduction, "Otto, have you noticed? He's been sitting on the ground the whole time, hasn't stood up, nor moved an inch." Otto nodded subconsciously, "It seems so, what's up?"

Lukas sneered, "Do you know why he's like this? Because he was seriously injured, even the slightest movement became very difficult for him."

Otto's eyes widened. "What?"

Lukas said, "He feigned calmness, even deliberately showing us the food and water from the Curia, just to let us see. He's trying to scare us into running away immediately. In fact, he's just pretending to be strong. He's really not up to it anymore. According to their Eurasian strategy, this is called presenting a bold front to conceal a weak defense." Otto exclaimed with delight, "Really?"

With a swift motion, Lukas unsheathed the claymore from his waist, squinting his eyes, he asked Nathan with a cold smirk, "Mr. Cross, don't you agree with what I said?" Seeing the situation, Otto also drew his claymore, vigilantly watching Nathan.

Nathan looked at the two guys in front of him, gave a light smile, and stood up. He said calmly, "That's right, I'm injured. But killing you two is still as easy as a piece of cake." Nathan was telling the truth.

He was injured, previously quite severely. But in his semi-conscious state, he had consumed the fresh blood of a few of Cassius' men. His vampiric constitution had already repaired the damaged parts of his body, and his injuries had significantly eased.

As for why he was sitting on the ground motionless and why didn't he take the initiative to kill Otto and Lukas, it was simply because he didn't want to expend too much energy.

As a man with a military background, he always preferred to maintain his energy at its peak whenever possible.

In such a perilous forest, Nathan would strictly control his pace while walking. He was like a fierce beast, leisurely strolling when not hunting.

The principle was just like a predator appearing weak to deceive the prey.

Unfortunately, Otto and Lukas didn't understand, and they were even under the illusion that they were right.

Nathan was toying with Snowsphere in his hand, his voice icy as he said, "Your last chance to live, are you leaving or not?"

Lukas sneered, "Still pretending, even when death is at your doorstep!"

Having said that, he moved abruptly, darting toward Nathan like a flash of lightning.

Nathan's gaze turned icy, and in an instant, he made his move.

Nathan didn't hold back when he made his move. The dagger in his hand transformed into a streak of light swiftly slicing open Lukas's throat.

Lukas held his claymore aloft, frozen mid-air, staring at Nathan in disbelief.

The speed that Nathan unleashed in that moment was surprisingly terrifying.

In fact, he was killed instantly with just one strike!

Nathan raised his left hand, grasping at the void.

In an instant, the fresh blood spurting from Lukas' neck wound flew directly into Nathan's hand, eventually forming a concentrated sphere of blood. novelbin

Nathan opened his mouth, and like a dragon swallowing a pearl, he gulped down the blood orb in one go.

After swallowing the blood orb, Nathan's face immediately turned a rosy hue. His eyes became more spirited and sharper.

Otto, who was standing nearby, was terrified by what he saw.

He had only heard rumors before that Nathan might be the new king of the vampires.

Seeing Nathan drinking blood now finally made it clear to Otto that the rumor was indeed true.

Blood could rapidly heal the injuries of the blood clan.

Otto knew he stood no chance of defeating Nathan, and without a moment's hesitation, he turned and fled in fear.

Nathan would typically avoid contact with fresh blood.

But this time, the situation was urgent. His death concerned the

entire planet, it concerned all net

humanity. Therefore, he no longer sweated the small stuff.

He had to survive first and preserve his body. The rest could wait.

Seeing Otto trying to escape, he said coldly, "I gave you a chance to live earlier, but you didn't cherish it. Now it's too late to run."

As his words fell, he chased after them like the wind, as swift as lightning...